Just so you know, these are all going to be pretty short.
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It was very, very cold. Starfire had fallen asleep on the U-shaped couch, her body stretched across the bottom of the arc like a bridge. Even in her sleep, she was struggling to keep her body on the couch. Plus, her head was on the arm of the couch, and she was sleeping on her side, making her own body twist into an unnatural U-shape. All in all, she looked very uncomfortable.
Robin was at the dining table, as his own desk did not provide sufficient space for the amount of crime files he needed to spread around. From time to time, he glanced at Starfire, feeling guiltier and guiltier. He really should help her, but what if he woke her up? What if he woke her up while trying to carry her? Needless to say, awkward situations were bound to ensue. Still, he couldn't just leave her there...
When he got up, though, his vision started to blur, and he could barely make out the '2:00 a.m.' on the clock. He hadn't realized how tired he was. Starfire, he thought sleepily. Must help Starfire.
He stumbled over to her and tried to lift her up. Normally, this wouldn't be a problem, since Starfire was a light person. But, as previously stated, it was very, very cold. And though she'd been sleeping in this cold, Starfire was very, very warm. And Robin was very, very sleepy.
"And the rest is kind of a blur," Robin admitted. "But that's why Starfire and I were sleeping on the couch together. We didn't do anything."
Raven raised an eyebrow. "I didn't ask for an explanation, Robin. I just came in and sat down."
Robin flushed from the tip of his chin to the roots of his spiky, slightly messed up, black hair and carried Starfire up to her room.
I don't even know...